It wonderful to see old friends return and new ones join us, BTW. Now, don't expect me to be that serious again for a long while, okay?
I am mildly sick, a sinus thing. I used to get this a lot (way, way more back when I smoked) and I suppose it's payback for my self-congratulation on any thread where people are often ill with whatever their kids brought home. Although The Kid did attend a conference in Florida and develop an upper respiratory problem. Yeah, I probably did catch it from my child, who caught it from a bunch of philosophers.
Which is kind of amusing, actually. I've got a (lowers voice to a hushed whisper) philosophy disease.
We finished the taxes this morning. Ugh. I'm so glad Mr. Maryn takes on the mantle of tax preparer.
Before I started feeling rocky yesterday afternoon, I finished getting the wallpaper down in the bathroom, except for the damned door. It's been especially difficult because it was put up before light fixtures, medicine cabinet, and plumbing went in, so I had to carefully cut all around them. Who the hell wallpapers first? I really wish we could afford to gut this bath and start over now, but the money's just not there. Paint, we can afford.
Maryn, good with a brush